Hungover In The City Of Dust

(альбом: Punch - 2013)

Church bells ringing; muted singing
Carries our exuberance away
Our friends have all but left us
They departed many years ago
And they won't come back
No they won't come back no more

We're hungover in the city of dust
Let our hearts run round in circles
While we fall apart
We're hungover in the city of dust
Let our minds run round in circles
While we figure it all out

Insolent and out of character
We've changed so much
I barely recognize our formative lives
Hidden deep, deep, deep underground
And they won't come back
They won't come back no more

We're hungover in the city of dust
Let our hearts run round in circles
While we fall apart
We're hungover in the city of dust
Let our minds run round in circles
While we figure it all out

Feeling moody dark and heavy
There's no feeling in my left arm
Resonance is far away
Try to complicate my thinking
Am I falling, am I sinking
Powder in my fingernails
And the belt wrapped around
My shrinking waist is having trouble
Trying to keep the damn things up
Want to write a single letter
Maybe then I'll feel much better
Until then we'll float

We're hungover in the city of dust
We're hungover in the city of dust
So let our minds run round in circles
While we figure it all out